Lump in my throat seems to tell me something…the night that passed to bring another darker night! Woke up to see that the lull the stillness of regret and remorse. How we fall into repetitive irony of failures. How we let these milestones define all we are and sadly who we could be!
The motion of life that’s subject to a stationary reference point called stagnation. I look at it not biased by existence. I give myself the liberty to fall...
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